it will be embedded in there, Stuck like a shard of glass in your mind,

in your heart. So now you claw at the floor, you try so hard to crawl away, anything would be better than this – only there is no escape – because it's everywhere. All around you, like poison gas You want to live, to move on, to breathe – even though as you gasp for air, like a fish out of water, you realize that things will never be the same. That when you see them, when you catch that awful glance, you'll shiver; tremble.